And you know it's time to go, through the sleet and driving snow, across the fields of mourning, light in the distance. And you hunger for the time - time to heal, desire time, and your earth moves beneath your own dream landscape.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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416 | 2008-11-18 18:29:09 | 36.63 | |
396 | 2008-11-17 23:16:11 | 36.02 |